"The green line might collapse!"
"!!!" The pope raised his eyebrows while Aisha widened her eyes.
"What? The green line might collapse, you say? How?" Aisha asked out loud.
"According to them, there are a lot of casualties in the green line. There is also a sudden influx of injured people that are sent here. We are going to organize them and transport them a bit further away from the green line.
"Although there are some soldiers stationed here, it won't be enough to stop the monsters. So, we have to move our camp a bit further away."
Aisha gritted her teeth. "An influx of injured people? How many?"
"Approximately fifteen thousand people."
"…" The mood suddenly turned heavy. All of them knew what this number meant.
